"Wait a minute..." Peng Junyue pointed at Huanshi and Mo Xing and shouted, "You guys fight first, you guys fight first, I have to prepare myself, Fatty." I don't know when he started calling himself Mr. Peng instead. Fat man.
"I'll go first."
"Me first!"
Mo Xing and Huan Shi spoke almost at the same time. Mo Xing paused, took a step back, and stepped aside: "Since you said it first, you come first."
The group of four people quickly walked towards the largest courtyard outside the Ling Jiaohou Mansion. The courtyard had been destroyed since Zheng Shiyi first understood the line between humans and demons, and it has still not been repaired. It can be used as a martial arts field.
From a distance, the Love Demon and the Heart Demon Old Man looked at Zheng Shiyi and the others who were leaving, and followed them one after another. Yesterday, they heard with their own ears that King Fudo said that Zheng Shiyi had a real magic strategy. Under such circumstances, how could they Probably go somewhere else.
"Take a look first and then talk." The old man in the inner demon whispered, but he was the rare first to follow.
In the dilapidated garden, the surrounding flowers and plants have been cleared away, leaving only the uneven ground.
Mo Xing stood in the middle of the garden, staring at Zheng Shiyi, and said in a serious voice: "Shiyi, don't treat me as a friend, now you treat me as an enemy! Use your full strength, I want to feel the real god level The state of Hou is perfect!"
As soon as the words fell, the aura in his body surged wildly. Under the surging aura, some weeds on the ground that had not yet been cleared exploded in an instant.
Mo Xing looked at Zheng Shiyi with war intent, and a dazzling silver light emerged from the mysterious weapon in his hand. The light was erratic, causing the air around him to faintly fluctuate.
As the light shone, the weapon turned into a thick two-handed sword.
Mo Xing held the sword with both hands, raised it high, and then slashed forward.
With one strike of the sword, the surrounding air burst open, and there was a crisp sound as if something brittle was cracking.
This sword does not have the grace and agility of ordinary swordsmanship. Instead, it is extremely powerful and full of endless domineering aura. It seems that the legendary mountain-breaking ax has fallen, trying to tear everything in front of it!
It was just a sword falling, but it gave people the feeling of endless galaxies falling from the sky. The whole person is full of indomitable momentum. This sword even gives people the illusion that it is impossible to evade, let alone break it, and the only way to fight it is to fight it head-on. Either you die or I die!
Zheng Shiyi stood on the ground, his shoulders sank slightly, and he stood there looking unusually casual. He slowly raised his right fist, and black light surged above his fist. In less than a blink of an eye, rich black energy filled the entire space.
A depressing and gloomy atmosphere spread out.
Seeing that Mo Xing's sword was about to fall on him, Zheng Shiyi's raised fist slowly swung out. This punch seemed to be squeezed out under the endless pressure of the slash.
Huanshi and Peng Junyue stood behind, and they instantly felt that Mo Xing had slashed out a sword before, causing the entire space to be wrapped in sword energy. Zheng Shiyi's punch did not change the surrounding aura. The space was still full of energy. He received endless domineering sword energy, but this punch was not affected in any way.
This seemed to be a punch that was incompatible with the entire world, but vaguely, they had an illusion that the entire world was centered on this punch.
With a punch, the black light surged, and everything in the world seemed to be revolving around this punch, around Zheng Shiyi.
The black mist dispersed and rotated in the air, and the surrounding air also rotated with it. The cold wind of the fist rotated and rushed in the direction of Mo Xing.
All around, the endless black energy seemed to solidify at this moment, as if it had turned into black crystal grains, and like black sand, turning crazily.
The sword Mo Xing waved with both hands stopped immediately. Being in the black mist, he felt as if he was caught in a sandstorm.
Grains of black sand fell down, like a rain of meteorites falling from nine days away. When they hit his body, they instantly broke through the protective aura around his body, causing his body to become a little out of control. It seemed that It also seems to be rotating with the black sand grains.
How could it be that black demonic energy turned into grains of sand
Mo Xing's expression suddenly changed.
Change your tactics!
Must change tactics!
On the big sword in Mo Xing's hand, light surged. Just as he was about to change, a terrifying power fell down.
The fist wrapped in black spiritual energy crashed down.
Mo Xing suddenly felt a crazy spinning force rushing into his body. This force was even more strange. It seemed to be a strong rebound force formed after being continuously suppressed and crushed. It was terrifying. The force instantly knocked his body away.
After flying a dozen feet in the air, he landed on the ground, but a pale look flashed across his face.
Behind them, Peng Junyue and Huanshi looked at each other, their eyes full of amazement. The strength of Shiyi has actually reached this level
Although Mo Xing was not as good as the Ten Heavenly Kings, he was still one of the top people among the people who participated in the Shenhou Conference. However, he was unable to fight back against the Ten Wings.
Shiyi's attack just now gave them the illusion that he was the center of the world.
Behind him, the Confucian Demon suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the Heart Demon Old Man and Love Demon beside him with some disbelief: "His attack...has he reached this level?"
"Don't be in a hurry, read on slowly..." The old man with a strange look on his face waved his hand gently.
After Mo Xing took three more steps back, he stabilized his figure and looked at Zheng Shiyi, who was opposite him and his aura had completely calmed down. He was like an ordinary person, but he suddenly fell silent. He knew that Zheng Shiyi had already held back his hand, but Even so, he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.
Secretly savoring Zheng Shiyi's punch just now, after a long time, he raised his head, looked at Zheng Shiyi and asked: "Shiyi, what was that move just now? Why, I've never seen you use it before? "
"True Demon Quicksand Fist." Zheng Shiyi said with a smile on his face: "This is the boxing technique I learned after yesterday's battle. Back then, I once entered the Burning Sand Realm and felt the power of wind. I integrated the demonic energy into it and created this one move."
"The power of wind, I did feel the strong power of wind in that blow just now, and I felt that my body was out of control. What's even more terrifying is that that punch seemed to be incompatible with the whole world. But it makes me feel like the center of the whole world, so I have to change my tactics... I understand!"
As Mo Xing spoke, a look of understanding suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "My martial arts, my moves, and my martial arts are ever-changing, but I am always changing, and I am always changing according to the opponent. Come to change, but ignore yourself.
Just like the move you just made, it ignores everything, just centers on me, and strikes only me! I totally understand, thank you Lao Shiyi! "
Mo Xing yelled, turned around and left, retreating into seclusion. He wanted to retreat now more than ever to understand everything he had just realized.
Huan Shi glanced at Mo Xing who was leaving, took a step forward, looked at Zheng Shiyi and said, "Junior brother Shiyi, now it's my turn."
As he spoke, a scarlet color appeared in his eyes, and a wave of waves that was imperceptible to the naked eye flowed in the direction of Zheng Shiyi.
The next moment, behind him, a huge demonic eye appeared, as if an ancient demon woke up from a deep sleep and stared at you, which made people feel horrified.
Peng Junyue's eyes suddenly became dull.
In the distance, the demon suddenly shook his head, looked at the old man with admiration and said: "Your disciple's mind magic is really getting stronger and more terrifying, even I almost fell into it. "
The inner demon old man smiled softly, but his eyes fell on Zheng Shiyi.
The rich demonic energy in Zheng Shiyi's body completely enveloped him. Suddenly, he raised his head and roared to the sky.
Waves of sound visible to the naked eye swayed from the edge of his mouth, surging around, and a shocking loud noise came from his mouth. The sound was so loud that it seemed like the sky above his head was exploding.
The sound was terrifying, as if it was the roar of an ancient troll when it killed a god, or it was the roar of an ancient ferocious beast breaking free from its shackles.
Endless air waves surged around.
A look of panic suddenly flashed across Huanshi's scarlet eyes. In front of him, endless sound waves gathered, turning into fist shadows and slamming down heavily.
This punch seems to be the center of this world. This punch seems to have broken away everything. It only belongs to Zheng Shiyi, and it is just his own punch.
Huanshi seemed to have been cast a restraining spell. He watched helplessly as the punch landed on his chest. He took a few steps back, and a trace of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"Shiyi, you... broke my heart with just a roar, is this?" Huanshi raised his head and looked at Zheng Shiyi in shock.
Zheng Shiyi retracted his fist, and the rich black energy around him had dissipated. He looked like an ordinary person. He looked at Huanshi with a calm expression and said: "The roar of the real demon and the beasts. This is also the move I learned yesterday. It is based on my Moves created by Wuhun."
His coffin martial spirit contains countless black ferocious beasts. Each of these ferocious beasts will emit a different roar. The true demon beast roar he has created now is just a combination of the roars of several of these ferocious beasts. It's not really a roar of beasts yet, but in the future, he will make it become a real roar of beasts.
"The roar of the beasts? That voice is indeed full of ferocious aura. And Old Shiyi, your boxing technique seems to be very different from before. I feel that the moment you punch, you are the center of the world, and that With one punch, I had a feeling that no matter how much I dodge, I couldn't avoid the feeling of this punch.
This doesn't seem to be your past boxing style, nor is it the Holy Master's boxing style. "
(End of chapter)